Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His hair is red and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mayor born in the past three hundred years. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Gifted from a young age, Varis studied abroad. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently the stress of being a Mayor has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 25000 sp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (20 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (90 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His skin is flawless and his hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Hadarai wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Wizard, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He struck the Sage job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Disciplined, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 3000 gp. Jacinth (6000 gp). Sard (30 gp). Jasper (30 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Obsidian (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished man tends to wear a large green jacket. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to be a butcher again

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 pp. Carnelian (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Red garnet (130 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Sardonyx (50 gp). Malachite (14 gp). Golden yellow topaz (500 gp). Onyx (50 gp).